Acres Songtext
von Khamari
Acres Songtext
Woke up this mornin′
A black mirror watchin' over me
Brick wall outside my apartment window
A sundial to measure days steadily
Pixels on a 30-inch telly
Ain′t the tits always bigger on the screen?
Hand on the clicker, stream to stream
It's my world, I'm Sandler switchin′ scenes
It′s nothin' new on, just repeats
Ain′t seen a soul in bout three weeks
Don't move my lips, I hardly speak
These grave shifts are killin′ me
Savin' up for a humble abode
Right on the coast
Where I can smell the roses
Lower my fences
There′s a Benz on the lawn
What are the chances (what are the chances) I won't ever see the neighbors?
'Cause we′ll be sittin′ on 25 acres
Someday, someday, someday
Our money troubles will be yesterday
I walked to the corner
To get some fresh eggs to eat
A man stands outside the storefront
Another begs on his knees
He said, "Please, could you spare me somethin'?
I′ve got two children to feed
Swear that I don't mean to bother
But you′d ask the same if you were me"
Said every day I wake, I plead
That someone kind looks out for me
So my son and daughter see
Ain't dumb to dream, you see
Savin′ up for a humble abode
Right on the coast
Where I can smell the roses
Lower my fences
There's a Benz on the lawn
What are the chances (what are the chances) I won't ever see the neighbors?
′Cause we′ll be sittin' on 25 acres
Someday, someday, someday
Our money troubles will be yesterday
Oh dear, I know you′re grown up now
So, I'm happy that you doin′ things that makes me happy as a grandma
You ain't troubled, you know?
I don′t want nothin' to happen to you, 'cause Lord, I don′t know what I would do
My first grand, I don′t know
But I'm not gonna take anything from my little grandson
I wanna see him improve on doin′ what he love
When he become a millionaire, then he can send grandma a scratch ticket that will win big from over there
A black mirror watchin' over me
Brick wall outside my apartment window
A sundial to measure days steadily
Pixels on a 30-inch telly
Ain′t the tits always bigger on the screen?
Hand on the clicker, stream to stream
It's my world, I'm Sandler switchin′ scenes
It′s nothin' new on, just repeats
Ain′t seen a soul in bout three weeks
Don't move my lips, I hardly speak
These grave shifts are killin′ me
Savin' up for a humble abode
Right on the coast
Where I can smell the roses
Lower my fences
There′s a Benz on the lawn
What are the chances (what are the chances) I won't ever see the neighbors?
'Cause we′ll be sittin′ on 25 acres
Someday, someday, someday
Our money troubles will be yesterday
I walked to the corner
To get some fresh eggs to eat
A man stands outside the storefront
Another begs on his knees
He said, "Please, could you spare me somethin'?
I′ve got two children to feed
Swear that I don't mean to bother
But you′d ask the same if you were me"
Said every day I wake, I plead
That someone kind looks out for me
So my son and daughter see
Ain't dumb to dream, you see
Savin′ up for a humble abode
Right on the coast
Where I can smell the roses
Lower my fences
There's a Benz on the lawn
What are the chances (what are the chances) I won't ever see the neighbors?
′Cause we′ll be sittin' on 25 acres
Someday, someday, someday
Our money troubles will be yesterday
Oh dear, I know you′re grown up now
So, I'm happy that you doin′ things that makes me happy as a grandma
You ain't troubled, you know?
I don′t want nothin' to happen to you, 'cause Lord, I don′t know what I would do
My first grand, I don′t know
But I'm not gonna take anything from my little grandson
I wanna see him improve on doin′ what he love
When he become a millionaire, then he can send grandma a scratch ticket that will win big from over there
Writer(s): Jill H Scott, Parrish Warrington, Diederik Van Elsas, Andre Xavier Harris, Khamari Winston Barnes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

